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About seven years ago, Junot Diaz was one of my favorite authors. Drown is an incredible collection of short stories. Read it, if you haven’t.

But what the hell? Drown was published in 1997. It’s been eight years. I don’t mean to tell a man how to live his life, but Drown was one of those books (like Mysteries of Pittsburgh) where you couldn’t wait for the author to get older to hear what he had to say about the rest of his life. What happened?

Update: It looks like he’s kept writing, but his stuff hasn’t been collected yet.

Homecoming, with Turtle from the New Yorker